Wale

[fox69]

"Can I Endure"
(feat. Rihanna)

"Can I Endure"
(feat. Rihanna)



Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing

Hey sweetheart, wassup boo
Whatchu up to?
More club moves?
I call her, no answer
Her phone in the bag, she dancing
It's four now, the clubs over
I call her, but oh hold up
Ya'll know what? ignore button
Or the phone die, that's?
That damier bag I bought her
Caught the attention of those niggas on it
That cellphone that I bought
Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers
So it leaved me to wonder
Why do I still promise to love her?
Cut me off every time I'm talking
Which means she ain't never hear nothing
I say "stay", she wanna leave
She up on her car so I gotta be
I'm a let her be by herself in peace
But five years from now I bet she see
When the club gets played
The things you crave are no longer escapes
And no longing for dates
You want a husband, but no one has a cape
Now you wondering "wait"
And I ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say
It feels good to be over you, babe
So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate
So play this shit while you contemplate
So play this shit while you contemplate

Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing

Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing

Them people, they talking
Them lights, they on me
This life I chose
But I ain't know, til I found it
To be honest, I'm modest
One hater for every nigga on it
One day everybody is applauding
The next day you is everybody target
Why bother? why talk to em?
Where God at? I need to call Him
My knees on the ground, Dear Father
Don't let me break, please make me stronger
How much longer, will it linger?
Well my heart is giving will they believe it
When my song is over will they need me?
Watch how quickly they find a new leader
Questioning the whole meaning
In the viper room with just me and river phoenix
With courtney love and late washington
With a note there and I'm thinking of reading
This ain't her, chris benoit
Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark
Feel the size of a fellas... ?
Apollo theater I might just not go
Franky lymon the lime light gets old
Cold so in a while I'm schitzo
I can't cope, I can't think
I can't breathe, this ain't me
This ain't easy, I'm thinking
Am I doing this for them or me?
I can't think, am I doing this for them or me?

Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing

Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing

 

[fox69]

"Center Of Attention"

"Center Of Attention"


[Chorus: Wale]
I call a spade a spade
What you want me to say,
Say I'm destined for fame, well I am very afraid.
Do you know what fame is?
If you did, you wouldn't want to be famous
Everybody finger, point in your direction
Everybody seems to misread every sentence.
Better or worse, the center of attention
Gift and a curse, the center of attention

[Verse 1:]
See I wouldn't wish success on my worst foe
You see the devil is alive but he work slow
And yea I should've seen the signs by my first quote
Before you sign, you'll be blind if you've been broke
And true I've seen better times cause I'm getting dough
But my vision has inclined to some Interscope, and it's home
This country has an obsession with celebrity
But who is to blame when we let them in on everything
From B's wedding ring, to beef meddling
Ironic we on air, but they never let us breathe,
We all make mistakes, why you wanna make an issue?
If I don't diss another n-gga you don't get that issue
I don't really get you, see what the problem is
Keeping up with Khloe and Kim, not the Obama'ses
You tryna find where Rihanna is,
To be honest you ain't mindin where Osama is
And it's not a big deal, it's a small affair
F-ck Barack's change, we'd rather talk Milian's hair
And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright
Just tell us where all the stars is

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Nah, I wouldn't wish fame on my enemy.
Paparazzi like a life time sentencing
No comma, no pause, no anything.
Just know fame has a price, lose everything.
DC has never seen such progress
So bitches on the scene seem quite stalkish
They like talking, it's like gossip
How little hugs can turn to draws offered
Though uncalled for, they gon drop them
And your girls cousins tryna get her other options
And now your best friends having kids
They two now, and haven't seen their Godfather yet
Don't let me talk about the deal ones
Mommy found out, I'm paying everybody's bills
Big said it- more money, more ills
So I spend it real fast, cause I'm tryna sit and chiill
A lil, signed, sealed, delivered.
Before a n-gga signed I had a healthier liver
Sh-t, now my lips liquor-ish
As my record label nit-picks at this,

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Chain Music"

"Chain Music"


[Verse 1:]
DMV up, roll up and kick my feet up
This shit was for a ticket Man I call that shit that free lunch
I tell a ho to speed up
She slow and she can keep up
We know we always out
But somehow they would never see us
Peep her gold chain, hoes changed, I didn't
They say that karats help your vision
But somehow it made them listen
No this ain't silver, this is my dilemma
Arrogant when I finish
I came from humble beginnings
So it's nothing to finish
I put my hundred percent in
I put my pot in the paper
And modify your opinion
Trying to give them light and a message
But you rather have some fucking V.V.S's
She said I'm charming and I meant it
But she was talking about my pendant
I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains
Now she attentive, I bet she listen to everything
Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains
Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday

[Hook: X2]
Now them broads gon' follow
(Chain so big, can't pop my collar)
Silly bitches gon' follow
(Chain so big, can't pop my collar)

Geechi on em
Straight geechi on 'em
You talking greasy
Best believe they gon' see it, darling
Geechi on 'em
Straight geechi on 'em
Let's keep it G, nobody, see you when you being humble

[Verse 2:]
Look, she so stingy with vagina
But why it open when them niggas get to shining?
I was hoping you would notice where my mind at
Put money in the book, I bet these bitches wouldn't find it
Look, okay this chain music, fuck how them lame's do it
You chained to it, your brain's been (your brain has been way too influenced)
I been dope, cold nigga for sure nigga
But where I'm from there ain't no love for no broke nigga
She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since
Pray to whoever got on the biggest of crucifix
Lord Lord forgive us, personality flash
And my license is suspended, so I hide it
I don't spend it, did I get y'all attention?
She can't escape the chain, shoutout to Mrs. Tubman
Shoutout to Maybach Music, my logic is getting money
Spitting something real, let the people know, and still love it
Shady flow: Johnny Cage, chain flow: Johnny Dang
Been balling, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang
I got geechi on 'em, now they notice a nigga
So who that chain change? It ain't both of us nigga
I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains
And now these geechi mother fuckers all know my name
Geechi on her, came back: a million chains
I said geechi mother fuckers all know my name

[Hook]
Broads gon' follow
(Chain so big, can't pop my collar)
Niggas gon' follow
(Chain so big, can't pop my collar)
Geechi on em
Straight geechi on 'em
You talking greasy
Best believe they gon' see it, darling
Geechi on 'em
Straight geechi on 'em
Let's keep it G, nobody, see you when you being humble

[Outro]
Broads gon follow
Silly niggas gon follow
Bitch
Broads gon follow, follow, follow

 

[fox69]

"Change Up"

"Change Up"



The same old nigga since day one
Sharp as a ginzu though my tennis shoes Ray Guns
Raise up your glass, puff and pass for they hating ass
W's on my mind, peep what I'm getting at
Attire proper, Bryce Harper though slightly darker
From where the drivers forgotten, you get blocka for parkas
Ronald's was poppin, they be wildin' for posites
Shorty from Waldorf say Wale don't stop up your progress
It's not a problem, little mama, only a part of me polished
I get inside her head and promptly get Kylie Minoguing
Slick mouth, nigga, legendary with lyrics
And never let up, keep one leg up, nigga Kerry Kittles
It's very simple, I'm innocent, now you never winning
And I'm up about fifty effortlessly, nigga, check the ticker
Fuck a nigga, hate a hater, that's just how I'm living
And I'm playin' ball with a chess board, nigga; Bobby Fischer
And it's hard to be focused going around all these women
I tell her I'm much deeper, that don't mean I'm much different
More like the writing, Iceberg Slim with better diction
She let me hit her in the gut, feel it like premonitions
Wooh, you know I'm feeling myself
Tell these niggas Folarin back on my way to that belt
By the way of the beltway, where they hatin' too much
When niggas dirty, thirsty, hungry they subjects to lunch
Right? But at least we see that's the problem being not on
I inspire for well-off, y'all inspire for well-known
Not no LeBron, but I'm cool with being Jamal
Cross, somebody falling, don't keep reaching, let me just ball
Just ball with these groupies, been tired of these niggas
They ain't seeing me stunting, like a tint-job on a Bentley
Your annual is my rent fee, been playing it cool, don't tempt me
Fuck that, but nah, I take 'em out to lunch, I'm a cannibal to these emcees
Ever so glutinous, miss me with that sucker shit
Tatted out with angels
Since I pray I don't get caught up in this game, nigga
Not a chance, nigga
About a dollar so they hollering I changed, nigga
Same lyrics, just the stage different
Sneakerman Daniel san, we still crane kick 'em
Tell the haters better raincheck me
One call to clean them up, still hang with made niggas

 

[fox69]

"Chess"

"Chess"


So you find it's a chess game. Except in this chess, the board is made of water that's just flowing, and all the chess pieces are smoke. You can make all the moves you want, they will not affect the outcome

In the grand scheme of life we like pieces on the board
Look inside yours, you a king, or a pawn?
I came from a scene where the kids on water
They [?], get your things, hit the border
Like a sicilian defense
Go ahead and play silly, you'll get billy clubbed to death
Welcome to the city, ain't no sympathy for rats
Where the whites move first and you go second, cause you're black
Was it Rayful, was it Raegan, did the 80's hold 'em back?
This is no connect four but blood spilling for connects
Years later niggas still up in that trap
Thank God that a nigga had that rap
Cause after school, played that corner like a rook
That's when niggas getting book, out there tryna get their last move
He gon' need that check mate
And every night they take L's straight to the face
Let's play

In the grand scheme of life we like pieces on the board
Look inside yours, you a king, or a pawn?
Now for that truce, would you bishop double cross?
Here they move so many squares, now I'm [?] falling off
They was getting bread, getting on
Stupid nigga couldn't grasp while my payers moving lawns
Now move along, pawns never get the Queens
I'm the only nigga here like Ron Simmons in the ring
Now I'm winning in the streets
Rap, send me shit discreet
Bob Marley, Bob Dylan, Bob Fisher on that beat
Genius, me, fresh no esteban
Best be on your toes, you trying to avoid deblex
We up

 

[fox69]

"Chillin"
(feat. Lady Gaga)

"Chillin"
(feat. Lady Gaga)



Na Na Na Na...
Na Na Na Na...
Hey Hey Hey, Goodbye

[Lady Gaga: Chorus]
Lookin at, Lookin at, Lookin at me
Look at that, Look at how they lookin at me
Eye's all sticky like honey on Bee's
Look at that, Look at how they lookin at me

[Wale]
DC chillin, PG chillin
My name Wale and I came to get it
Came to get it, came to get it
My name Wale (Wale Wale)

[Wale: Verse 1]
This how you start of 09
Kickin in the door, and I'm everybody problem
Stuntin in some other Jordan Nines
I got Phil Knight talkin about "How you got them? "
Let's talk about the cars ya'll got
You say you got alotta whips, well I got a Lot
I got the right to be cocky
Get so much cut disc jockeys jock me
You niggas mad that you not me
I remain a Giant and your Jeremy Shockey
And if you ain't heard me properly
If you speak garbage, then we no capice
DC chillin, PG chillin, floor to the ceilin
Stuntin in my Billion-Air, gear on my
Millionaire Frames, that's money on my mind, Wale

[Lady GaGa: Bridge]
Get em all, get em all, pack it all up
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
Across the pond, they all know us
International... Whoaaaa!
Driving my car to a foreign place
Lookin at me, now they know my face
We want it all now, we got all YESSSS
Look At That, Look at how they lookin at usss

[Wale: Verse 2]
Yea, they keep sayin whale but my name Wal-e
Ho's call me "Mr. Never Wear The Same Thang"
You redundant, you never ever change
And I'm the same way, M.I.A.
And me Cool and Dre get high like planes
Your man Wale in his own damn lane
Can't control the box, you are no Mills Lane
Ain't heard DC since Sardines came
Ha! And I made ya'll love it
We don't cop plea's, but ya'll don't cop nothin
Police come around don't nobody say nothin
And you be with the cops, you niggas is McLovin
Dark liquor till we busted
Till I got a buzz like that nigga Chris Mullen
District Of Columbia
You Bernie Mac funny, we ain't scared of none of ya!

[Lady GaGa:]
Get em all, get em all, pack it all up
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
Across the pond, they all know us
International... Whoaaaa!
Driving my car to a foreign place
Lookin at me, now they know my face
We want it all now, we got all YESSSS
Look At That, Look at how they lookin at usss

[Wale:]
Yeah DC chillin, PG chillin
My name WALE and I came to get It
Came to get it, Came to get It
My name Wale

[Verse 3:]
Dre, pick 'em, ah, pick'em, I'll shut em all down
Haters in the crowd, if you see 'em point them out
Stacks in my jeans, broads on the scene
Folarin be ballin for all ya'll to see
Ain't I something? The way I'm stuntin
My material girls give 'em A-Rod moneyyy!
LV on my luggage
Them Bammas goin hate, and I love it, fuck 'em

[Lady GaGa:]
Lookin at, lookin at, Lookin at me
Look at that, look how they lookin at me
Eyes all sticky like honey on bees
Look at that, look how they lookin at me

[Wale:]
DC chillin, PG chillin
My name WALE and I came to get It
Came to get it, came to get It
My name Wale

 

[fox69]

"Chillin (Catch vs. 9th)"
(feat. Lady Gaga)

"Chillin (Catch vs. 9th)"
(feat. Lady Gaga)



[Sample:] "Hey Hey Hey Kiss Him Goodbye"
Na Na Na Na... Na Na Na Na... Hey Hey Hey... Goodbyeeeeee... Hey!

[Chorus:]
[Lady GaGa:]
Look at, Lookin At, Lookin at me
Look at that, look how they lookin at me
Eyes all Stickin Like Honey on Bees
Look At That, Look How they Lookin At Me
[Wale:]
Yeah DC Chillin, PG Chillin
My Name WALE and I came to Get It
Came to Get it, Came to Get It
My Name Wale

[Verse 1: Wale]
SHIIIT This how you start of 09
Kickin in the door, and I'm everybody Problem
Stuntin in some other Jordan Nines
I got Phil knight talkin about "How you got Them?"
Let's talk about the cars ya'll got
You say you got alotta whips, well I got A Lot
I got the right to be cocky
Get so much cut disc jockeys jock me...
You Niggas mad cause you not me
I remain a GIANT while your Jeremy Shockey
And if You ain't Heard Me Properly
If You Speak Garbage, then we no Capice
DC Chillin, PG Chillin, Floor To the Ceilin
Stuntin in my Billion-Air, Gear On My
Millionaire Frames, that's money on my mind, WALE

[Bridge: Lady GaGa]
Get Em All, Get Em All, Pick it All Up
Stack Up Your Funds Like a Million Bucks
Across That Pond, They All Know Us
International... Whoaaaa!
Driving My Car To A Foreign Place
Lookin at me, Now They Know My Face
We Want It All Now, We Got All Yesss
Look At That, Look At How They Lookin At Usss

[Verse 2: Wale]
Yea, They Keep Sayin Wale, but My Name Walay
Ho's Call Me "Mr. Never Wear The Same Thing"
You Redundant, You Never Ever Change
And I'm The Same Way, M.I.A.
That Mean Cool And Dre Get High Like Planes
Your Man Wale In His Own Damn Lane
Can't Control the box, you are no Mills Lane
Ain't heard DC since Sardines came
Ha! And I Made Ya'll Love it
We Don't Cop Plea's, But Ya'll Don't Cop Nuffin
Police Come Around Don't nobody say nuffin
And you be with the cops, you niggas is McLovin
Dark liquor til we busted
Til' I got a buzz like that nigga Chris Mullen
District Of Columbia
You Bernie Mac Funny, We Ain't scared of None of Ya!

[Bridge]

[Chorus: Wale]

[Lady GaGa:]
Get Em All, Get Em All, Pick it All Up
Stack Up Your Funds Like a Million Bucks
Across That Pond, They All Know Us
International... Whoaaaa!
Driving My Car To A Foreign Place
Lookin at me, Now They Know My Face
We Want It All Now, We Got All Yesss
Look At That, Look At How They Lookin At Usss
[Wale:]
Yeah DC Chillin, PG Chillin
My Name WALE and I came to Get It
Came to Get it, Came to Get It
My Name Wale

[Verse 3:]
Dre, Pick 'em, ah, Pick'em, I'll shut Them All Down
Haters in the crowd, if you see 'em point them out
Stacks in my jeans, broads on the scene
Folarin be ballin for all ya'll to see
Ain't I something? The Way I'm Stuntin
My Material Girls give 'em A-Rod Moneyyy!
LV on my Luggage
Them Bammas Goin Hate, and I love it, Fuck 'Em

[Chorus:]
[Lady GaGa:]
Look at, Lookin At, Lookin at me
Look at that, look how they lookin at me
Eyes all Stickin Like Honey on Bees
Look At That, Look How they Lookin At Me
[Wale:]
DC Chillin, PG Chillin
My Name WALE and I came to Get It
Came to Get it, Came to Get It
My Name Wale

 

[fox69]

"Chun Li"
(feat. Nipsey Hu$$le)

"Chun Li"
(feat. Nipsey Hu$$le)



[Intro: Wale]
Real rap, peel back in the Mac black
She ain't at where I'm at, send that ass back

[Verse 1: Wale]
Hoes in the telly on the late night
Smoking real good, my eyes late flight
She riding now, she tryna tell me where her heart was at
I'm like nah, what the face like
Yea, I'm a straight shot
I'm a thorough nigga but I'm a great guy
In a old car, a new paint job
My crew ain't the squad, my new ain't... tall
Who ain't talking that shit the ballers get with
All of this shit is scholarship flow, I'm tossing free wisdom
I'm aware that my artistry different
I'm aware that my heart is by my cuff link
Though I'm living a life with a lot of plush things
I'm living a life without trusting
Yea, too much hate when ya crew hot, too much love get you 2Pac'd
Too much bread over here get you stalked by the feds
The IRS, and a few broads

[Break: Wale]
Real rap, peel back in the Mac black
She ain't at where I'm at, send that ass back
I'm a tell you where these guys staying, where they at
Them niggas ain't fly, they can't rap

[Hook: Wale]
Yup yup, can a nigga flow
Yup yup, got a million hoes
Yup yup, when a nigga step out in a pair of what's those
Yup yup, all the niggas go

Yup yup, at a nigga show
Live bitches at a nigga show
Yup yup, when a nigga step out in a pair of what's those
Yup yup, all the bitches go

[Verse 2: Nipsey Hu$$le]
Yop yop, nigga getting rich
Yop yop, nigga bought a Six
Yop, I, bought a spot on the top floor
And my view from the living room, it go off shore
Yea, yop yop, nigga on his tip
Yop yop, nigga never slip
Nah, hold up, wait a minute with that homie shit
I was on my grind, you ain't never loan me shit
I was on a mission, nigga you ain't never load a clip
Hold up, you remind me of my old bitch
Hold up, why you always on that ho shit
Man hold up, got me talking 'bout some old shit
So I get back to the money, say I'm acting funny
Face everywhere, thank God I ain't ugly
See him in the mirror, they say God is above me
In a Porsche Panamera, smoking weed, getting skully
Yop, so come get me if you want me
Me and my buddy, leave shit real bloody
Yellow tape on the beat, it's no wonder why they love me

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3: Wale]
It's a whole lotta 'Gnac, not a lot to chase
And the hoes in the back, they ain't tryna wait
She open thighs and I'm close-minded
This is Cashmere Thoughts meets North Face
This is Iceberg Slim with some more game
This is Martin Payne, niggas Pam James
That's a damn shame, niggas without game
Call them all the time, I call 'em any name
I am highly respected amongst young dames
Rolling up sour, bumping Sweet James, Jones
G thing made G's, speaking G code
On fire, make a riot be a free show
Beat a beat up, get a couple knots
I am nothing like these muthafuckin' other guys
Them PR's sitting hard with them number nines
In the fall, they be talking that the summer's mine

[Bridge]

[Hook x2]

 

[fox69]

"Clappers"
(feat. Nicki Minaj & Juicy J)

"Clappers"
(feat. Nicki Minaj & Juicy J)



[Intro:]
Shawty got a big ol' butt
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce

[Hook: Wale]
Clappers to the front, front, front, front
Clappers to the front, front, front, front
Shawty got a big ol' butt
Oh Yeah!

[Verse 1: Wale]
Bounce, bounce, bounce, fool - I put the city on
Bounce, bounce, bounce, fool - then I put my niggas on
Bounce, bounce, bounce, fool - I ain't gotta say too much
It's rap anticipation keeping radiant stadium
Rap fool, see that from a block away
I ain't pessimistic but I dropped a couple not today
OOOOH - Bet she call you not today
I told 'em all my lot is out
I know the thing like scarlatine
Ooooh - I wonder if she shot up
I just know her favorite song is "Started from the Bottom"
And I ain't hating mama, fact I wanna take your number
Said you save yo bread from Magic something happened then went Wala!

[Hook: Wale]

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Shawty come shake that ass for me
Let a trippy nigga see what you working with
Can you clap that ass, do a handstand, girl
Make you do a wiggle, do a perfect split
She got the fattest ass, she got the perfect tits
I wanna get some head, come on work your lips
I'm high in the clouds ain't coming down
I'm so turned up I can't find the ground
Supersonic nigga got me smoking weed by the pound
Make it flip [?]
Juicy got chips like Frito-Lay
And I'm fucking these chicks out of D.O.A.
I'm so dopeboy fresh that you think that I'm selling blow tape
Your chick to be, I be a getting her pregnant in her throat

[Bridge: Juicy J]
Shawty bust it open for me, I might throw this cash
Shawty throw that ass like a Hail Mary pass
I'm fucking me a new chick every night
Make that ass clap, I don't care about that cellulite

[Hook: Wale]

[Verse 3: Wale]
Clappers to the front, got a backwood full of skunk
Got a white boy with the funnel gentrifying, that's what's up!
Clappers to the front, got a [?] full of scum
Now she finna bust it loose, screaming rest in peace to Chuck
It's that DMV, at the KOD
And I can CC you these CC's
But don't be OC

[Verse 4: Nicki Minaj]
Shout out to that cellulite
Got a real bad bitch that'll sell you white
Got another bad bitch that'll sex you right
Got a couple hoodrats on Section 8
Make a nigga cum, don't procrastinate
Ass saw a 5-0 come crack the case
Got ass for days, come activate
This ass on fire evacuate
Throw that ass in the air, evaporate
Where your money little bitch? Evaluate
If you got big money elaborate
I'm a shake this ass 'till I graduate

[Hook: Wale]

 

[fox69]

"Contemplate"

"Contemplate"


[Verse 1]
Dear sweetheart, wassup boo
Whatchu up to?
More club moves?
I call her, no answer
Her phone in the bag, she dancing
Its four now, the clubs over
I call her, but oh hold up
Yall know what? ignore button
Or the phone die, lets hope for it
That damier bag I bought her
Caught the attention of those niggas on it
That cellphone that I bought
Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers
So it leaves me to wonder
Why do I still promise to love her?
Cut me off every time I'm talking
Which means she ain't never hear nothing
I say "stay", she wanna leave
She get her point across so I gotta let her be
Ima let her be by herself in peace
But five years from now I bet she see
When the club gets played
The things you crave are no longer escapes
And no longing for dates
You want a husband, but no one has a cape
Now you wondering "wait"
And I aint trying to hear what you wanting to say
It feels good to be over you, babe
So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate
play this shit while you contemplate
play this shit while you contemplate

[Chorus]
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing

Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing

[Verse 2]
Them people, they talking
Them lights, they on me
This life I chose
But I aint know, til I found it
To be honest, I'm modest
One hater for every nigga on it
One day everybody is applauding
The next day you is everybody target
Why bother? why talk to em?
Where God at? I need to call Him
My knees on the ground, Dear Father
Don't let me break, please make me stronger
How much longer, will it linger?
Well my heart is giving will they believe it
When my song is over will they need me?
Watch how quickly they find a new leader
Questioning the whole meaning
In the viper room with just me and river phoenix
With courtney love and late washington
With a note there and I'm thinking of reading
This aint her, chris benoit
Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark
Feel the size of a fellas ...? & low
Apollo theater I might just not go
Franky lymon the lime light gets old
Cold so in a while I'm schitzo
I cant cope, I cant think
I cant breathe, this aint me
This aint easy, I'm thinking
Am I doing this for them or me?
I cant think, am I doing this for them or me?

[Chorus]
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing

Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances are giving
Questions existing